7.33 - A Shadow in the North
Theo made absolutely no decisions about anything by the time morning came. The only thing he could think about was the Seal of Judgement resting over the heavens, and how that meant he had less to worry about. Still, it would be nice to have a big meeting with the mortal-facing people of the world to set things straight. When he woke in the morning, a familiar scent wafted to the second floor.
Sarisa didn’t make more squid meat for breakfast. Instead, it was the familiar scent of sausages and eggs fried in butter. He descended the stairs, finding Tresk, Sarisa, and Rowan already chowing down on the familiar spread. Something he had missed from the scent alone was the zee bread—which was just discount cornbread. Of course, Tresk wanted to talk about taking out the next dungeon before it became a problem.
“Dungeon season is open!” Tresk shouted. “Aarok is getting teams together to make it happen. We’re starting today.”
Theo nodded. Once the new space elves were on the mortal plane, he wanted to snag a few shards as quickly as he could. Otherwise, he was concerned about what the void energies would do to the world. For now, he focused on the delicious sausages made by Whisper. Things seemed pleasant today, which meant everything would go right forever.
“We got a pretty big order from Alise for some healing potions,” Theo said, reviewing his administration interface. “I thought we had a decent stockpile.”
“That’ll be for the party,” Tresk said with a nod. “You know how stuff gets when Broken Tuskers get drinking.”
Theo nodded. They were legendarily good at getting themselves hurt after a few drinks. He skimmed over the other reports from Rivers and Gronro. They were doing fine and were even helping with the party planning. Qavell had been doing better than ever. The people there were adjusting to life in the Southlands Alliance well. Only a few people were opposed to the ascension plan. They could stay here for all he cared.
After checking on Salire after breakfast, Theo made his way down a path he didn’t walk very often. He briefly visited the harbor. Ships were still being constructed as quickly as the shipwrights could crank them out—because why not. He then followed the path alongside the river, walking over a newly built road. It didn’t take long to catch sight of Qavell looming in the distance like the behemoth it was. Using his Earth Sorcerer’s Core, he checked around the base of the city to ensure it was secure.
“Looks good to me,” Theo said, making his way to the giant ramp.